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| 2561. | In Black Despair by Czeslaw Milosz | | In grayish doubt and black despair,
I drafted hymns to the earth and the air,
pretending to joy, although I lacked it.
The age had made lament redu... |
| 2562. | On Prayer by Czeslaw Milosz | | You ask me how to pray to someone who is not.
All I know is that prayer constructs a velvet bridge
And walking it we are aloft, as on a springboard,... |
| 2563. | I Sleep a Lot by Czeslaw Milosz | | I sleep a lot and read St. Thomas Aquinas
Or The Death of God (that's a Protestant book).
To the right the bay as if molten tin,
Beyond the bay, ci... |
| 2564. | A Poem For the End of the Century by Czeslaw Milosz | | When everything was fine
And the notion of sin had vanished
And the earth was ready
In universal peace
To consume and rejoice
Without creeds and ... |
| 2565. | Late Ripeness by Czeslaw Milosz | | Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year,
I felt a door opening in me and I entered
the clarity of early morning.
One after another... |
| 2566. | Statue of a Couple by Czeslaw Milosz | | Your hand, my wonder, is now icy cold.
The purest light of the celestial dome
has burned me through. And now we are
as two still plams lying in dar... |
| 2567. | Magpiety by Czeslaw Milosz | | The same and not quite the same, I walked through oak forests
Amazed that my Muse, Mnemosyne,
Has in no way diminished my amazement.
A magpie was s... |
| 2569. | To A Blossoming Pear Tree by James Wright | | Beautiful natural blossoms,
Pure delicate body,
You stand without trembling.
Little mist of fallen starlight,
Perfect, beyond my reach,
How I env... |
| 2570. | Rip by James Wright | | It can't be the passing of time that casts
That white shadow across the waters
Just offshore.
I shiver a little, with the evening.
I turn down the... |
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